Chapter 14

As soon as the words were spoken, Dixin'er lunged forward with her sword.

"Wait!"

Xiaoxiao pushed his hand forward, stopping her advance, "As the saying goes, a gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands, and a gentleman uses his hands, not his sword!"

"How about this: I won't use a sword, and you won't use a sword. Let's have a fair fist fight, what do you say?" Xiaoxiao said, placing the wooden sword on his back on the ground.

Fist fight?

Dixin'er frowned. She knew the other party wasn't being malicious, so she went along with it, "I know you have a Ninth Rank Spirit Sword called 'Zangku.'"

Xiaoxiao chuckled and took out 'Zangku' from his ring, placing it on the ground.

It wasn't that he wanted to cheat; it was just that he had been practicing sword techniques in the courtyard yesterday, and a wooden sword was more suitable, so he had carried it all along.

"I know Brother Xu has a strong physical body, but I only know sword techniques, so let's fight!" Dixin'er didn't waste any more words and lunged forward with her sword.

Xiaoxiao almost cursed. This girl tricked him into putting down his sword and then attacked him?

Sure enough, women are all untrustworthy, big liars!

He hurriedly dodged, and for some reason, he felt that Dixin'er's sword was incredibly slow, full of openings.

Your cultivation isn't refined, despite being at the Eighth Realm.

In the moment he sidestepped, Xiaoxiao tried to chop at Dixin'er's waist with a hand strike, but the image of the hole from the previous day flashed in his mind, and he immediately changed his hand into a fist.

Dixin'er reacted quickly, pulling back her sword and flipping it, aiming the blade at his fist.

If Xiaoxiao's punch hit, it would surely be split in two.

"Ah!"

The next second, Dixin'er felt her foot trip over something and fell to the ground.

Xiaoxiao silently retracted his left foot, a look of suspicion flashing in his eyes.

Is Dixin'er's Eighth Realm cultivation fake? How can every move be within my expectations?

If he had swung his sword at this moment, the battle would have been decided, but how could he do that?

Finally, there was a fight, and he wanted to earn some passive points.

Dixin'er seized the opportunity, disregarding her image, and rolled out of Xiaoxiao's attack range, standing with her sword.

This Xu Xiaoxiao is really formidable!

That sudden kick, a stroke of genius!

I was too careless!

Seeing Dixin'er adjusting her state, Xiaoxiao spoke again, "Think about it, everything I said is true, I'm not lying to you."

"You don't know how to fight with your fists, and I actually don't know how to fight with my fists either. A fist fight would be very fair!"

The audience, already buzzing from Xiaoxiao's kick, became even more agitated.

"Shameless!"

"This Xu Xiaoxiao is really shameless, not only did he sneak an attack, but he keeps thinking about fist fighting with Dixin'er?"

"Indeed, he doesn't consider that Sister Di can't handle his physical strength?"

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't agree to it!"

Some female disciples blushed, these were what kind of spectators, all talking about such lewd things.

Xiaoxiao clearly realized this issue and quickly added, "This way, my physical body is strong, giving me an advantage, so I'll let you use one hand..."

Seeing Dixin'er lunge again, he shouted, "Two hands, two hands!"

"I'll fight you with my feet, let's fist fight!"

"Shut up!"

Even though she knew Xiaoxiao was deliberately provoking her, Dixin'er couldn't help it. Such a despicable person should be pierced through with a sword.

Xiaoxiao didn't understand why this girl suddenly got so angry, but you can be angry, just improve your sword skills, don't be so polite.

There are so many openings, I don't even know which one to choose.

Xiaoxiao dodged again, not attacking this time, and said sincerely, "Think about it, a fist fight!"

Dixin'er slashed a few times, her face turning red with anger. She had even cheered for Xiaoxiao before, but she never expected him to be such a person.

"Brother Xu, be careful!"

After several failed strikes, Dixin'er realized that Xiaoxiao knew some sword techniques and movement skills, so she decided to use a spirit technique!

A surge of spiritual energy pushed Xiaoxiao back, and Dixin'er calmed down, her sword suddenly slowing down.

Xiaoxiao's expression became even more peculiar, the White Cloud Sword Technique?

This girl actually wants to use the White Cloud Sword Technique against him?

What a joke!

Xiaoxiao flipped over, touching 'Zangku,' but he couldn't hurt her...

He picked up the wooden sword and faced Dixin'er, drawing a White Cloud Sword Technique, leaping through the air and weaving through dozens of sword lights.

The audience was in an uproar.

"This Xu Xiaoxiao has some skills, to dodge like that, I thought he would have to take it head-on!"

"The White Cloud Sword Technique, it seems Xu Xiaoxiao knows it too. I heard he practiced for three years, maybe he knows the routine?"

"Three years? This guy only mastered one move, White Cloud Drifting, in three years!"

"Why is he using a wooden sword? Doesn't he have a Ninth Rank Spirit Sword?"

Everyone watched in amazement as Xiaoxiao emerged unscathed from the sword net, dodging left and right, coming to Dixin'er's face.

Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment and chose to tap her head lightly with the wooden sword.

His intention was, of course, that you lost, and with a spirit sword, you would be dead, but the audience didn't see it that way!

"Beast!"

"Xu Xiaoxiao, stop!"

"Ah, Dixin'er is mine!"

"Xu Xiaoxiao, you bastard, if you want to fight, just fight, why use a wooden sword!"

Xiaoxiao raised the wooden sword, deciding to give her another chance. Since a fist fight wasn't possible, he would provoke her, making her mock him, which would earn him some passive points.

"Good fight!"

Xiaoxiao held the wooden sword upside down, "But your sword net is too hasty, all spread out in one layer. Once blocked, you have no follow-up."

He looked down at her, his eyes scrutinizing, "This move, White Cloud Drifting, needs improvement, keep it up!"

Rebuking her in the most high-profile way in her area of expertise.

This arrogant attitude, this condescending gaze, he was a perfect villain!

Who could stand this?

Anyone would burst out in anger, harshly rebuking and mocking him!

Xiaoxiao felt that no one could resist this, and he was very satisfied with his tone.

Unexpectedly, Dixin'er forgot about the sword on her head and started to ponder.

What Xu Xiaoxiao said made a lot of sense. Could it be that his specialty isn't fist fighting but sword techniques?

I heard he practiced the White Cloud Sword Technique before?

Xiaoxiao was momentarily embarrassed. He looked at her in a daze, unsure whether to take the wooden sword away or not.

Girl, this is a fight, what are you pondering?

Dixin'er came to her senses, pushing the wooden sword on her head, immediately realizing she had fallen into her old habits.

This is a fight, no thinking!

Her cheeks turned red, and she pulled back, her eyes showing a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something but held back.

"Passive value, +1."

Xiaoxiao: "..."

Is this girl so naive? Does she really think I'm guiding her?

"Again!" Dixin'er couldn't bring herself to say thank you, shaking her sword and coming forward, seemingly trying to envelop Xiaoxiao in a sword energy vortex, "White Cloud Sword Technique, Second Move: Cloud Rolling and Unfolding!"

Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. This was a move he hadn't learned in three years, but now it seemed like there was a pattern to follow.

He tried to blend his sword into Dixin'er's vortex, mimicking her technique, shaking his sword, and using her force to deflect the incoming sword shadows.

Dixin'er was stunned. She saw her sword being guided to the side, and Xiaoxiao's wooden sword paused, then lightly tapped her slightly chubby cheek.

Slap!

The sound wasn't loud, but all the spectators felt it in their hearts, standing up in anger.

"Beast!"

"Xu Xiaoxiao, you're courting death by taking my Sister Di!"

"Take your sword away, or I'll chase you to the ends of the earth!"

There were those who stood by Dixin'er, and there were also young girls who were captivated by Xiaoxiao's two moves.

"Ah, my heart is melting, Xu Xiaoxiao, please tap me!"

"Xu Xiaoxiao, fight properly, I don't allow you to be so gentle!"

"Xu Xiaoxiao, you're crazy, flirting with other women in front of me?"

Xiaoxiao felt very awkward. He wanted a good fight, but the wooden sword's attack power was clearly insufficient, so he could only do this.

Besides tapping and touching, what attack power does it have?

And if he used 'Zangku,' Dixin'er would clearly not be able to handle it!

If the sword intent from last time appeared again, he might turn a beautiful girl into minced meat?

Dixin'er's face was burning red, but this time she didn't avoid his gaze, looking at Xiaoxiao with a burning intensity.

Xiaoxiao was stunned. What does this mean? Do you want me to explain?

He tentatively said, "This move should follow your previous sword net. If the enemy is injured, you use the momentum to press down and win. If the enemy breaks through the net, you should retract and entangle, using this move, 'Cloud Rolling and Unfolding,' to envelop the enemy's attack, setting up for the next move."

Who knew that she would look enlightened at his casual words.

"Passive value, +1."

Xiaoxiao was speechless. He wondered if he should continue to earn passive points from this girl, but in his conscience, it felt a bit wrong.

Dixin'er pulled back again, calling out, "Third Move, Cloud and Mist!"

Xiaoxiao quickly lunged forward, using some force this time, and tapped her wrist as she drew her sword, causing her sword to fall.

Dixin'er looked at Xiaoxiao, her eyes filled with委屈 (grievance).

"Cough, cough."

Xiaoxiao coughed a few times. This couldn't go on, her eyes were all wrong. If they continued, it might spark romantic feelings.

The wooden sword pressed against Dixin'er's throat, and he decided to nip any budding feelings in the bud.

"You lost!"

His tone was condescending, hoping to provoke Dixin'er's resentment.

Dixin'er seemed to realize something, turning her grievance into gratitude, and smiled, "Thank you, Brother Xu, for your guidance. The breakout competition has a time limit, so I'll have to seek your guidance another day!"

"Passive value, +1."

Xiaoxiao: "..."

This girl, no hope for her!